The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Afterward, the Long Family hosted a banquet to welcome Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian with a feast to rid them of the dust of travel.

Seeing the transformed Long Qitian, all the kinsfolk in Dragon Mansion gaped in amazement.

Especially when they discovered that Long Qitian had already broken through to the Peak of the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement, everyone’s eyes were filled with disbelief.

“For the young master to follow the right path, it is indeed a blessing for our Long Family!”

“Indeed, it really wasn’t easy!”

“With Young Master Qitian here, he can ensure the prosperity of Dragon Mansion for a hundred years!”

“A prodigal who returns is more precious than gold!”

The relatives at Dragon Mansion were so moved they shed tears.

Compared to his previous arrogance and trouble-making, the current Long Qitian had truly changed a great deal; one could say he was the complete opposite.

In light of this, everyone in Dragon Mansion was very relieved.

Xia Tiantian looked at Long Qitian and said, “It seems that your past reputation was quite bad, husband. Otherwise, the relatives of Dragon Mansion wouldn’t have had such a strong reaction.”

“Those were foolish acts committed in the past.”

Long Qitian scratched his head, feeling quite embarrassed.

“Pff!” Xia Tiantian couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

…

The following afternoon.

Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian were walking shoulder to shoulder on the merchant streets of Whitefloat City, appearing very close as they viewed the bustling world together.

“This is the Li Family Shop; over there are my childhood favorite candied pear pastries. If you follow this street to the end, you will see the Jade Green…”

Halfway through his sentence, Long Qitian quickly shut his mouth.

“The Jade Green what?” Xia Tiantian’s almond eyes widened.

“Nothing,” Long Qitian shook his head repeatedly.

How could he dare say that it was the “Jade Green Tower,” the finest Goulan in Whitefloat City?

If he mentioned that, wouldn’t he need to kneel on a washing board tonight?

At this moment, two familiar figures emerged from a shop in the distance.

“Eh!”

The three of them caught each other’s eyes, each revealing a look of surprise.

“Long Qitian, you dare to come back!” Li Hanshao and Wu De saw Long Qitian, and their eyes instantly flashed with chilliness.

“My family is in Whitefloat City. What’s wrong with me coming back to visit them?” Long Qitian frowned and protected Xia Tiantian behind him.

“Oh, it’s been a few months, and you’ve managed to find yourself a partner. Quick work! It’s just that your cultivation level is only at the Peak of Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement, which is far inferior to ours,” Li Hanshao sized up Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian with a sneering smile.

Boom!

Two auras of the Peak Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement spread out, sweeping across the street like a gale, scaring the passersby into dropping their belongings and scattering in all directions.

“The Peak of Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement, how did they advance so quickly?”

Long Qitian was startled.

When he left Whitefloat City, the Whitefloat Three Heroes were only at the Fifth or Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement. Several months had gone by, and it would have been quite an accomplishment for them to break through to the Seventh Layer.

Yet, Li Hanshao and Wu De had surged in their realms like they had ridden Flying Swords, their cultivations soaring dramatically.

“Their auras feel somewhat inflated; they must have used elixirs to forcefully improve. Moreover, they haven’t taken Body Tempering Qi Pills, so their foundations are hardly stable, and challenging the Element Gathering Realm will undoubtedly end in failure.”

Xia Tiantian noticed the signs.

Upon hearing that, Long Qitian focused his senses and thought to himself that indeed this was the case.

“Long Qitian, in honor of the time when we were both part of the Whitefloat Three Heroes, I’m giving you one last chance. Rejoin us and together let’s recreate the glory of the Whitefloat Three Heroes,” Li Hanshao spoke in a solemn voice.

“The Whitefloat Three Heroes?” Xia Tiantian pursed her lips, looking at Long Qitian.

Long Qitian twitched the corner of his mouth: “That was a trio we formed when we were young and foolish, called the Whitefloat Three Heroes. It was later disbanded.”

“Exactly! It’s because you betrayed us that the Whitefloat Three Heroes became the Whitefloat Two Double Heroes. I’m giving you a chance to rejoin us. Otherwise, we will make sure to teach you both a lesson today no matter what,” Wu De threatened loudly.

“You dare!” Long Qitian was furious.

He used to be tough himself, and although he had mellowed, if really pushed to the limit, a man in a fit of rage could still cause a bloodbath!

“Hehehe, why wouldn’t we dare?”

Li Hanshao and Wu De attacked from both sides, their combined auras completely overwhelming Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian.

“Shuiyuan Secret Art!”

Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian did not just sit there waiting to be defeated.

Both individuals simultaneously formed hand seals, their actions and rhythms perfectly in sync, as their auras began to merge. Suddenly, waves surged from the ground, transforming into a water-blue armored warrior wielding a mighty axe, who struck towards Li Hanshao and Wu De.

“Trivial tricks!”

Li Hanshao and Wu De each drew a lower-grade Spirit Sword, and with a “clang,” effortlessly sliced through the wave-formed axe warrior.

“Swoosh.”

The two Spirit Swords accelerated their strike, looking set to slash Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian away.

A sense of danger overwhelmed them; Long Qitian instinctively embraced Xia Tiantian, protecting her behind his own body.

In that instant, Xia Tiantian felt an immense happiness.

But sensing the fierce sword light barreling towards her, Xia Tiantian’s heart tightened. She quickly formed a single-handed seal, pulling Long Qitian backwards by several meters, dodging the Spirit Swords’ piercing assault.

“Ah Tian, we’re no match for them, let’s escape!” Xia Tiantian grabbed Long Qitian, ready to retreat.

“Go to the City Lord’s Mansion for help, or find my cousin!” Long Qitian thought of a strategy.

“Escape? Wishful thinking!” Li Hanshao formed a hand seal, as the whistling Spirit Sword was about to execute the “Sword Fling Technique” and knock Long Qitian to the ground.

Faced with the fierce Spirit Swords, Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian shuddered, trying to dodge, but found their movements a moment too slow to avoid the inevitable hit!

“Daring to make a move within the city, it seems you are itching for trouble!”

A shout descended from the skies.

A figure, shrouded in silver light, plummeted from the heavens, its claws easily subdued the two Spirit Swords, and with a squeeze, bent them.

Clang!

The two Spirit Swords trembled violently, as if in fear.

“Cousin!”

Seeing the newcomer, both Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian revealed expressions of joy.

“Long Tianxing, it’s you!”

Li Hanshao and Wu De staggered backwards.

Although Long Tianxing was in his Dragon Transformation Form, clad in silver Dragon Scale Armor, his voice and stature were distinctive.

Not only had Long Qitian recognized him, but the other two also identified him, suddenly recalling the miserable ordeal under Long Tianxing’s thrashing in Dafeng Ancient Town at the White Robe Sect.

A feeling of dread emerged spontaneously.

“Eh? Long Tianxing is only at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement, and we are both at the peak of the Ninth Layer, what is there to fear?” Li Hanshao suddenly came to his senses.

“Yeah, let’s take him down!” Wu De roared.

The two formed hand seals again, ready to retrieve their Spirit Swords.

But Long Tianxing grasped the swords tightly, his eyebrows furrowed, “Since you have not learned your lesson, these Spirit Swords should no longer return to their original owners. Moreover, you have disregarded the rules of Whitefloat City by fighting in private. You must be punished!”

Crack!

With a forceful grip, Long Tianxing’s sharp claws shredded the two Spirit Swords, breaking them into countless fragments, like pearls scattering to the ground.

“This!”

Long Qitian, Xia Tiantian, Li Hanshao, and Wu De all stared in disbelief.

Those were lower-grade Spirit Swords! Long Tianxing, only at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement, had actually crushed them?

What kind of strength was this?

Thump thump!

Before the onlookers could comprehend, Long Qitian threw a punch at each, knocking Li Hanshao and Wu De to the ground. He then proceeded to beat them up so severely that their faces swelled like pig’s heads, with white foam frothing from their mouths as they lay on the ground, wailing.

“Dare to try again?”

Long Tianxing asked.

“We dare not, we dare not anymore!”

Li Hanshao and Wu De pleaded, their faces a picture of misery.

They had thought that having broken through to the peak of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement and obtaining Spirit Swords would allow them to suppress Long Tianxing.

Yet, there is always a higher mountain!

As they progressed, Long Tianxing was also progressing, and what angered them the most was that his progress outpaced theirs.

“Get lost!”

With a kick each, Long Tianxing sent Li Hanshao and Wu De flying and then reverted from his Dragon Transformation Form. Turning towards Long Qitian and Xia Tiantian, he asked,

“Cousin, sister-in-law, are you alright?”

“Thanks to our cousin’s concern, we’re fine. But you, how did you transform like that just now? Is it because of your bloodline?” Long Qitian was very curious.

“Indeed, it’s my Dragonfolk bloodline.” Long Tianxing nodded, glanced around, no other threats visible, “I’m heading back to the sect now, we’ll catch up another time, farewell!”

After speaking, Long Tianxing stepped onto the Qingfeng Sword and transformed into a blue streak of light, rapidly departing.